Shengxin Residence, third floor
Three hours had passed since Yan Sannu was killed. Dawn was breaking, and in an elegantly furnished room on the east side, Lian Ningxue in her pale green dress leaned against the window, holding a cup of wine, her gaze ethereal as she looked towards the north.
Suddenly, a breeze brushed by, and Lian Ningxue withdrew her gaze, turning to look behind her. In the room that had been empty, there now stood a gaunt middle-aged swordsman, none other than Zhang Yuning of the Peaceful Heaven Sword.
Zhang Yuning's expression was slightly unwell. He picked up a cup of wine from the table and took a small sip, speaking in a low voice, "Those three went their separate ways as soon as they left the city. I followed Fang Longxiang, but after less than ten miles, he disappeared right under my nose!"
Lian Ningxue's face revealed a trace of surprise upon hearing this, "A grandmaster of the heavenly rank disappearing right under your watch?"
